Remember. Remember. - a poem by Isaac, aged 9 years
by Isaac, aged 9 years
Remember, Remember, the Great War,
The rotting corpses on the floor,
Deafening sound of gun fire,
Men clambering over barbed wire.
Running across the battlefield,
Watching soldiers falling behind.
Poisonous gases filled the air,
Exploding grenades everywhere.
No bath, no shower, to soothe their skin,
No roof for shelter, like tramps so thin.
Expressionless faces so dim and grim,
Most returning home without a limb.
Remember the old lie; Dulce et Decorum Est.